Office Hours, Monday

[mouthy_merc]

Deadpool was in his office, being... Vice Principaly. Or something.

He still wasn't entirely sure what that meant other than plotting to take over the island for some nefarious purpose. So he was reading horrible RPS again.

It was starting to be a habit here, people.


[[Warning: super SP until done with work!]]

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[icecoldfrost]

"Of course I've thought about diamonds. I'm a girl. I like shiny things," Emma said slowly, like she was talking to a baby. Great. The crazy man was completely worthless. "I wish I could say this had been a pleasure, but we'd both know I was lying."

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"Have fun, Emma! TRY SEEING THE MAYOR! He'll love seeing you again."

[icecoldfrost]

Emma just gave him a Look. "Right," she said. "The mayor. I'll get right on that."

Or not. Because following the advice of a Crazy Man was a good idea.

"Thanks for the chat, darling," Emma called, sauntering out. "I was hoping you'd be more entertaining," or useful, "but I guess I'll just have to live with the crushing disappointment."

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"And I was hoping for the mildly psychotic bitch we all know and love, but I guess I can live with the diet Coke version," Deadpool replied sweetly.